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Listen, I get it, life is hard and you’re dealing with some shit, but could you not tag my posts as “neurotypicals be like” when I talk about trying to remain positive in a world gone mad with apathy and suffering.

When I say I believe in taking light into dark places, I’m not talking soft pastel aesthetics and salt rock lamps. I’m talking burning this shit to the ground, I’m talking about rising up swinging against those who would put you down.

My hope does not negate my rage or despair. And it sure as shit does not negate my mental and physical illnesses either. 

I am hopeful, despite and perhaps even possibly out of spite, because I refuse to surrender my belief that we can do better. That we will do better. When you give that up, they’ve already won. And I’ll die kicking and screaming all the way before I let that happen. Neurodivergency and all.

And if you’re the edgelord off there in the corner talking about how hope is dead and the human species doesn’t deserve to survive? What the fuck are you doing to try and help fix that? This shit is your responsibility too. Fucking rise to it.

You know, I find it really amazing how modern children’s cartoons can get so dark. 

To prove my point, let’s compare a light scene to a dark scene from some modern cartoon children’s shows:

Star Vs. The Forces of Evil:

Light:

Dark: 

Steven Universe:

Light: 

Dark:

Adventure Time:

Light: 

Dark:

Over The Garden Wall:

Light:

Dark:

My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic:

Light:

Dark: 

The Amazing World Of Gumball:

Light:

Dark:

Regular Show:

Light:

Dark:

Gravity Falls:

Light:

Dark: 

See how dark some modern children’s cartoon shows can get? 

It’s just so fucking amazing.